Hush now, and let thy words be but a gentle breeze, for the morrow brings a strike at Icewall Bay, a bold interdiction by the Rebels' decree.

We are Battle Mages, true, seen by many as mere players on the arena's stage. Yet, within us stirs a spirit fierce, no longer content to dance at the Chaos Legion's whims.

With resolve, I gather cards and Mage Wagons, sending aid to the north, to stand with those who dare defy the tyrants' rule. Our actions, though fraught with peril, shall echo the courage that fuels our rebellious hearts.

In secrecy we move, for the element of surprise is our ally. May our efforts bolster the Rebels' cause and strike a blow for freedom in the realm of Splinterlands. Let us be the unseen storm that turns the tide.
!PGM